~     sylveon     ~   
                      
                     
                                 
                              
                              
                              
         countersense  fairy   
      canine?                     
                          palliative? 
                                 
 appearance: sylveon  resemble dogs in   
  many  ways, with similar  small bodies 
    and  faces. they are small and  
      nimble, and  with white fur.  
                               
                                 
 the most  striking  feature  is      
 their "ribbons",    long  flat feelers 
 that  they    use  to  bind     or  to 
 interface with   the  minds  of others 
                          
   the  ribbons  play a  large social   
   role   among  sylveons.           
    they induce a sense of wellbeing, 
  and  can  ease  pain if   applied   
 close to a wound.      it is thought 
 they feed  off  the  pain of  others   
                  this  way.   
                              
                              
      sylveon  are  great  partners 
 to humans,  but care should  be  taken  
 to  limit  exposure to    ribbons,    
   since with prolonged  contact      
   the consciousnesses  start to  blend, 
 an   environment   in   which         
 the  sylveon  is much  more  at home,   
    and    it   will   take   advantage. 
                     
    medicinal                    
 ...      !!!                         
                                 
                              
 its   sap                        
         poison        putting 
 thoughts    into             
 not    killed.                     
   but  is    loyal    (lie!  lie!) 
                                 
                               
                             
 the  nature  of  the coma depends on the 
 intensity  of the  sylveon's feeding.   
      you  will  succumb  to a    
         fast-growing  addiction   
  that  leads  to a submissive      
     and  sluggish  state       
                
  eventually  you will  slowly slip  
   into    a    long    slumber,   
   becoming     sap    in the vines